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Undead feast, as they upon your weak flesh
builds, as the thought of being dead
Prophecy of the men of old
Now true, as the corpses break the soil
Ancient spell breaks the of the dead
The dead awake, the populace is fearing
Panic strikes as the nations run in
Oceans boil with blood of human
Suicide, the way to avoid being eaten by
the
Grave yards alive with zombies, hungry
for living
Psychotic, corpses, upsuring the

Sickening of epidemic proportions,
us
Tables turn as a victim I've now
State of only waiting to return
Vital that show I'm dead
This can't happen, I'm rising my own grave
grows not nutritional but instinctual
Flesh becomes my only crave of live
state, a state of metamorphosis
Seeking food to me dead
Degenerate, a of man's frustration for
his
hunger for mankind, building with
each
Seeking human victims to meet my
Cannibal I've become, happened to my

Feast on the corpse, suck out his
As its fluids down the drain
Chew on the bones, from its bladder
The vile stench only me madder
In through the mouth, out the
Brains fall out, skin red
Violent surge, a spear through the
the urge, now my heart's full
I crave gore, I'll eat your
I love gore, blood drives me
I drink blood, I don't water
my cud, I feast in the slaughter
Twist its neck, it crack
Suicide, the only way to avoid being by
the
Grave yards coming alive zombies, hungry
for flesh
Psychotic, transmuted corpses, the

Sickening disaster of proportions,
us
Blood I want to drink, I to suck
Brains I want to eat, the rest I'll
Bones into a spear, I'll carve and
for the quest, I'll never fill
I crave gore, eat your guts